There are countless lofty mountains and mountains stretching out in southern Xinjiang, and some people are on the peaks of the mountains.
Behind that man, there was always a sharp flying sword with him.
He suddenly stopped at the branch of a towering tree at the top of the mountain and looked up.
And the flying sword also stopped at the mountain before him to chase and kill, hovering in mid-air, trembling slightly, a middle-aged man with a mediocre appearance stood near the flying sword, also looked at the sky, sighed, and then made a golden rooster independent posture, raised one foot, bent down and took off the bast shoe and trembled.
The man in a Confucian shirt who was driven all the way from Tai'an City to the deep mountains and old forests in southern Xinjiang laughed and said: "Deng Tai'a, Deng Tai'a, Cao Changqing is looking for his own death, and Jiang Ji, the empress of Western Chu, has also left the capital of Western Chu, and it won't be long before you can feel the collapse of the big pillar of luck in Western Chu, and when the time comes, the people who will benefit greatly, except for the old lady who replaced me Xie Guanying and stole a part, it is nothing more than Chen Zhibao and Zhao Zhu, as long as Chen Zhibao absorbs half of the luck of Western Chu, As the most important person who supports the dragon, see how you kill me."
Not to mention the four great masters of martial arts, I am afraid that among the fourteen people in the entire martial arts review, the Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai'a belongs to the one who must be the least master at first glance, but it is such a middle-aged uncle who does not look amazing that he chased Xie Guanying, the list on the 6 Places of Chao Immortal Map, so embarrassed.
Deng Tai'a put back his shoes, pursed his lips, and said angrily: "Are you saying that after a pure martial artist like me becomes a god in the 6 lands, I will be injured by the number of qi if I kill the person with the qi number with my own hands, I am embarrassed, there was an old Taoist priest in Longhu Mountain who returned to simplicity and returned to the truth, and he was slaughtered by me when he ascended, and there was nothing to do." ” Xie Guanying sneered: "How can I be the same as Wu Lingsu of the Heavenly Master's Mansion?"
Mrs.
Deng rolled her eyes and said, "In my opinion, it's really no different. ” Xie Guanying laughed and said, "Then I'll wait and see how you fall into the realm."
Deng Tai'a restrained his originally slightly casual expression, and said with a straight face: "I don't care who should follow the mandate of heaven to suppress whom in this life, or who should follow the way of heaven to dislike whom, and I don't bother to care which household the world's luck flows to, I don't care about these things."
Not to mention the ascension of the Tao, that is, whether to be an adult or not to be an immortal in the world, I am not interested. ” Xie Guanying said angrily: "You madman, you are even more unreasonable than Lu Dongxuan and Li Chungang."
Deng Tai'a turned his head to look at the flying sword made of ordinary material, and said with a smile: "I, Deng Tai'a, am accompanied by a three-foot sword in this life, which is enough." ” Xie Guanying clearly felt the monstrous murderous aura, and it disappeared in a flash, speeding up like thunder than fleeing before.
Originally, the mountain under Xie Guanying's feet had been flattened by a sword Deng Tai'a did not immediately start the pursuit, but raised his head again and looked at the unusually low sea of clouds.
Cao Changqing, Cao Changqing, Li Chungang is gone, Wang Xianzhi is gone, and now even you are gone.
Deng Tai'a suddenly laughed, one person and one sword swept into the air, through the clouds, and came to the sun-drenched sea of clouds, Deng Tai'a stood on top of the flying sword.
He looked up to face the golden light of the sky, and Deng Tai'a's whole person was bathed in golden light, stepping on the sword, stunned.
Finally, he gave a thumbs up to the sky and slowly turned to the ground.
Deng Tai'a said loudly: "I'm Deng Tai'a has been in this life, this life has come here, what can you do to me, who dares to come and ask me if Deng Tai'a is a sword?"
There are no immortals in the sky to answer this question.
Xie Guanying on the ground muttered and repeated: "Crazy, Deng Madman Cao Changqing is a madman, and so are you Deng Tai'a" An official wearing a brocade rooster official uniform with a straight face, walking up to the city with a straight face, is in the prime of life, can be in his early forties, if it is in the Yonghui period of the Liyang Dynasty and the government, he will inevitably be an eye-catching existence, not confused years, he will become the leader of the criminal department of the second grade of the prominent official, how can he not be regarded as raising his eyebrows His surname is Liu Mingyi, Yonghui eight years of Tongjinshi origin, compared to Yin Maochun's famous Yonghui Spring to a few years later, Liu Yi is still not learned, the family is nameless, only a very poetic name, But Liu Yiyu's character was ridiculed by Tai'an City as a stubborn stone in the pit, he was a member of the Criminal Department for nearly ten years, and sat on a cold bench for nearly ten years.
In addition to being in charge of the Fourth Division of the Criminal Department, he nominally holds all the reckless life and death powers in Liyang Jianghu, and is secretly responsible for the issuance of copper fish embroidered bags.
The characters who followed Liu Yiyu to the head of the city together, everyone hung copper fish embroidered bags on their waists, including 36 famous swordsmen, 18 sword masters, 14 boxing masters, Liu Yiyou and the appearance of this group of Jianghu masters, close to 70 people, suddenly made the city head without the breath of spring walk on the road, and added a bit of autumn murderous atmosphere.
Liu Yi is still a weak scholar, but even if he stands with the old ancestor of the Wu family's sword mound, Dongyue Jianchi Chai Qingshan and Daxueping Xuanyuan Qingfeng, his momentum is not inferior.
Wu saw that he was standing behind the arrow stack with his hands in his hand, his expression solemn.
Chai Qingshan borrowed the second sword "Green Fox" from the girl Shan Yuyi, and stood with his sword in his hand, closing his eyes to recuperate.
The purple-clothed man sat directly on the battlement, with his arms around his chest and squinting into the distance.
Liu Yiyu faced the three great martial arts masters who were enough to despise the princes, and said calmly: "Sixty-eight people from the Criminal Department are willing to fight for a first-line opportunity for the three of you, and this official hopes that the three of them can cooperate sincerely, and must not let Cao Changqing of Naxi Chu continue to run rampant in my capital." ” Wu Jian was silent, Chai Qingshan nodded lightly, only Xuanyuan Qingfeng sneered and said: "The reason why I made a move is just that Cao Changqing is worthy of my shot, and you are also worthy of calling me."
Compared with the other leaders in Shangshu Province, Liu Yiyu, who is really a young junior, said expressionlessly: "As long as Huishan Daxueping is still in my Liyang Jianghu, as long as Jianzhou is still in my Liyang territory, I am Liu Yiyu."
Without waiting for this autumn official of this dynasty to finish speaking, Xuanyuan Qingfeng propped his hands on his knees, and Chai Qingshan stood in front of Liu Yiyu at some point, but there was still a bloodstain on the latter's cheek, and a trace of his sideburns fell to the ground.
Liu Yiyu didn't wipe the scars at all, stretched out his hand and gently pushed Chai Qingshan away, staring at the beautiful woman who was known for her unruly conceit, "You can kill me, I can also die, but as long as you Xuanyuan Qingfeng appears at the head of Tai'an City, as long as you stand in the official's field of vision, you will go out of the city to fight."
It's not that I, Liu Yiyou, pulled up the tiger skin banner of the Criminal Department to coerce you, or that I Liu Yiyu begged you to help.
In this city where this official is located, no one is indispensable except His Majesty the Emperor."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng leaned back, tilted his head, looked at the young Shangshu Lord for the first time, and sneered: "You are the Han Shi Liu Yiyu of Guangling Dao, is it because I have misremembered your hometown?"
Liu Yiyou's eyes were dark, and he didn't know whether it was the depth of the city that a high-ranking official should have, or the qi cultivation kung fu of a scholar, he still didn't get angry, and said calmly: "The Tao is not the same. ” Xuanyuan Qingfeng smiled, "Oh" The old ancestor of the Wu family's sword mound standing between Xuanyuan Qingfeng and Chai Qingshan frowned, stretched out a hand, grabbed it lightly, there was a bang in the air, and he turned his head to the purple clothes who were prone to killing people and said seriously: "Xiao Nizi, if you don't change your temperament, you won't be the best in the world." ” Xuanyuan Qingfeng didn't know why he had more respect for this old man, but he was very cold to Chai Qingshan of Dongyue Sword Pond, after hearing Wu Jian's kind reminder, she was noncommittal, and turned her head to continue to look outside the city At the same time, the qi in her body began to flow sharply, her momentum soared, purple clothes fluttered, and hunting sounded.
She sits at the head of the city, like a unique scenery of rivers and lakes.
It seems that no one in this Jianghu has ever understood what this woman is thinking, why she suddenly became the head of the Xuanyuan family in Daxueping, why she went to Guangling River to intercept Wang Xianzhi, why she wanted to challenge King Xinliang in Tai'an City, and why she wanted to go out of the city to face Cao Changqing today.
Maybe she is like a crazy child who has no father, no tutor, and no growth, and she is unwilling to be reasonable in anything.
But her cultivation is too high, her ascent is too fast, and the opportunity is too good, so no one is qualified to make her a graceful woman with red sleeves and a graceful personality.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked up at the sky, and above her head was a sea of clouds, which was the case in the entire Central Plains at the moment.
She squinted, a little sad.
She also likes someone, but she doesn't know how to let him know, and it seems that she doesn't dare and doesn't want him to know.
Then let him remember his name, rivers and lakes, battlefields, temples, no matter where he goes in the future, there will be her deeds in this world Since he can't be like her father who only likes her mother all his life, then she would rather have nothing.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng suddenly took the lead in sweeping out of the city, not paying attention to the cooperation of any bronze fish embroidery bag master of the Criminal Department, and he was unwilling to join forces with Wu Jian and Chai Qingshan, the two current kendo masters.
She came to Tai'an City alone, and she came out of Tai'an City alone.
The purple clothes crashed into Cao Changqing again, impassioned, and regarded death as if he were at home.
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Even if Liu Yiyu saw this scene, he had to be impressed.
If there is such a woman in the world, you can not let the world be lonely.
The corners of Cao Changqing's mouth curled, ignoring Xuanyuan Qingfeng's killing, smiling slightly, staring at the chess game, "I don't know if I have a big dream, how do I know in my life." ” In the rivers and lakes a long time later, there are almost only two people in the rivers and lakes, Long and Gou Youfang, in fact, there is also an unknown ten-year covenant.
Every ten years, she will break out on time, sit alone on the roof of the Moon Building in Daxueping, wear purple clothes, take out a ten-year-old osmanthus brew from under the osmanthus tree, and wait for a person to go to the ten-year appointment.
Three times, the fourth, that day it was raining heavily, he didn't find her, she missed the appointment, only a jar of osmanthus brewed on the roof, let the rain beat.
Outside the window, the rain was dense and the wind was sudden, and the woman in purple was sitting in front of the dresser, and the woman in the bronze mirror was already faintly white, and it was better to see it than not to see it.
There was a knot in the hem of her skirt, an umbrella at her feet that she had treasured for more than forty years, and she lay asleep on the dresser, as if she had a good dream, and she was laughing.
There was an old guy who was old but not old, and he entered the house without knocking on the door, put away the oil-paper umbrella, stood at the door and asked with a smile: "It's raining so hard outside, and a lot of fish are going to drown, why don't you take a look together?"
She fell asleep and did not wake up.
Everyone on the side of Tai'an City saw a ridiculous scene, the purple clothes clearly crashed into Cao Changqing of Western Chu, and it was clear that he had already crashed past, but Cao Changqing was still sitting in place, while Xuanyuan Qingfeng was standing in place more than ten zhang away from Cao Changqing, as if an old monk had settled down.
Cao Changqing didn't squint, picked up a chess piece from the chess box, landed softly, turned his head and smiled: "It's time to wake up." ” It was as if Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who had been dreaming for forty years, suddenly woke up, and turned her back to the big official in Tsing Yi, she didn't know when she burst into tears.
She didn't turn around, stretched, wiped her cheeks with her hands, and smiled, "What a good dream." ” Cao Changqing smiled when he heard this: "That's good." ” Just when Xuanyuan Qingfeng wanted to speak and hesitated to turn around to thank him, Cao Changqing slowly retracted his gaze, looked at the chessboard that already had more than ninety chess pieces, and smiled: "It's okay for me, you don't want to learn from me."
The sky and the earth are big, the Jiangnan Guangling has a clear breeze and a bright moon and a big river, and the northwest thistle is cool and has the yellow sand and vast energy.
Life and death are the most important things in life, especially when you are young, don't make random decisions, life is not easy and death is simple.
And between life and death, there is fate to come and go, people live a lifetime, and they always have to live more wonderful than the autumn of grass and trees. ” Xuanyuan Qingfeng nodded, "As long as I, Xuanyuan Qingfeng, am alive, I will try to make the remnants of Western Chu die as little as possible." ” Cao Changqing laughed.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng swept away.
At the end of that big dream, she knew that she hadn't woken up, or that she was dead, but she could see the bastard guy with the umbrella, standing alone in the doorway, his lips moving slightly and unable to speak, very sad.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "Old bastard" The inexplicable abrupt departure of this purple robe did not delay Liu Yiyou's order to go out of the city to kill the enemy.
Sixty-eight criminal department and Zhao Gou urgently summoned the masters of the rivers and lakes in Tai'an City from all over the country and went out of the city together.
Like a flock of birds skimming out of the high branches.
Cao Changqing landed at the corner of the chessboard this time, and then gently pressed his two fingers on the chess pieces and pushed forward.
So between Cao Changqing and Tai'an City, between the north and the south, there was a surging gas machine like the Guangling River.
The sixty-eight masters were like crossing the Guangling River in the flood season, hard and slow, constantly running out of qi and falling to the ground.
Chai Qingshan snatched out with his sword.
A sword cut through the great river of qi.
Cao Changqing picked up the chess piece with his right hand and placed it on the left hand side, and gently wiped it to the right.
Suddenly, a sword aura surged out, from left to right.
Cao Changqing put the piece on the chessboard from top to bottom.
A particularly majestic pillar of brilliant light fell straight down in the air, from top to bottom.
Between heaven and earth, one horizontal and one vertical, two sword qi.
Respectively hit the East Yue Sword Chi, Chai Qingshan and Wu Jia Sword Shrine Wu Jian.
Cao Changqing didn't rush to make a move, stared at the chess game and said to himself: "I, Cao Changqing, also have a Haoran Sword. ” Chai Qingshan held a half-truncated sword and landed twenty zhang away from Cao Changqing's north, and there was a large pool of blood on his chest.
Wu saw that he was standing more than ten zhang away in front of Chai Qingshan, the clothes on his shoulders were shattered, and the old man stretched out his right hand with five fingers and held it weakly, and there was a three-foot snow-white sword qi in his hand that was like a substance, and said in a deep voice: "Cao Changqing, you really don't hesitate to destroy your form and spirit, and you have to finish this game of chess."
Cao Changqing did not answer.
Liu Yiyou, the military secretary at the head of the city, pressed his hands on the head of the city, and his hands trembled.
As a Han scholar from Guangling Dao, he recognized Cao Changqing, not in Western Chu, but in Liyang, the enemy country of Western Chu, in this Tai'an City.
But before Cao Changqing and the Empress Jiang Xi of Western Chu came to the capital in the first year of Xiangfu, Liu Yiyou, who was unconcerned in the yamen of the Criminal Department, only knew a traveling Confucian who met by chance, and knew the foreign scholar who would invite him to drink a meal every time he occasionally entered Kyoto, Liu Yiyu couldn't afford to buy a house, so he had to rent a remote small courtyard in the southeast of the capital.
Liu Yi, who is silent in the officialdom, likes to complain with this elegant senior scholar, and spit bitterness with Mr.
Cao, who only knows his surname, he said after he was drunk that his teacher is the assistant master who is a protégé all over the world, obviously he is the first place in the examination of that session, and the palace test article is not lost to the first and third places of that time, but in the end there is only the same Jinshi, he thinks that it is the auxiliary Zhang Julu who deliberately despises the Guangling scholar, so the world only knows that there are students Yin Maochun, Zhao Youling, Yuan Yu and others, and never knows that he Liu Yiyu, And Zhang Fu never considered himself his protégé, let alone regarded as a proud disciple.
And after listening to his exam-taking essay word for word, Mr.
Cao said with a smile that such an article is exactly the same as the blue-eyed child of his youth, and he is well versed in the essence of avoiding high and scattered discussions, and avoiding empty and far away purposes, which is a good article, but it is precisely because of this that Zhang Fu will let you sit on the cold bench for many years like him, so you Liu Yi must not be impatient.
After that, Liu Yiyu was half relieved, and half was dead-hearted, keeping to himself, down-to-earth, and burying his head in being a petty official of his criminal department.
But he was completely disheartened that even when the Fu Master was ruined, he risked the world's disapproval to visit the door, just for the righteousness of teachers and students, but the Fu Master not only closed the door, but also asked the porter to deliver the message to him, "Who is Liu Yiyu, I Zhang Julu have such a disciple, I can't remember."
In that dusk, Liu Yiyu returned to the simple courtyard and was very drunk.
But.
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But after that auxiliary died, after Qi Yanglong was promoted to the squire of the Criminal Department, he found someone to give him an extremely ordinary scripture, only saying that he had accidentally turned it over from someone's house.
Liu Yi still has two yellowed old exam papers in the book.
However, in a thousand-word article, there are 16 comments totaling more than 500 words.
At the end is the sentence: "Good materials out of Guangling, can also be a pillar, I should be cultivated for the country, when I die, when to use." ” Liu Yiyu's eyes were moist, and he tried his best to open his eyes wide, standing at the head of the city, staring at the green shirt.
Mr.
Cao, I was born in Dachu and dare not forget my roots, so I will seek peace in the temple for all the remnants of Western Chu in the future.
Mr.
Cao, I am a student of Zhang Julu and dare not be ungrateful, so I have to stand here today and be your enemy.
Cao Changqing suddenly turned his head to look at the criminal department secretary who was in the Liyang officialdom, and smiled slightly, with only relief in his eyes.
It's all in plain sight.
It is better to die a heroic death for one country and one surname than to live for the people of the world.
Liu Yiyu, you scholar, don't learn from me Cao Changqing.
Cao Changqing sat upright again, facing the chess game, unable to take his eyes off it.
Still.
Heaven and earth resonate.
Heaven and man forget.
In Tai'an City, Sun Yin, the madman who found an excuse to take leave today and did not go to the Yamen to order Mao, rode his horse all the way after going out, first found the small bookcase of Qin Tianjian, and then pulled the young man to go straight to the Hanlin Academy, and found the only "ten-section national player" Fan Chang of the Liyang Dynasty, asked for two boxes of chess pieces, picked a window room to store sundries, pulled Fan Changhou and the young prisoner to squat on the ground, and began to review Cao Changqing's game of chess.
The supervisor is responsible for explaining where Cao Changqing's "fall" is, and Fan Changhou is placed in order step by step, and at the same time expounds the mystery, but the more he goes to the back, especially after twenty hands, Fan Changhou or the juvenile supervisor, all say that the "that person" who holds the black first has mediocre chess strength, and the previous dozen hands are okay, but he is also familiar with the relationship between the subtle and fixed position of the older generation of Western Chu national players, according to the level of this person, not to mention entering the Liyang chess edict, even he Sun Yin can win steadily.
Sun Yin, who didn't care about being sneered at, fell into deep thought, Fan Changhou grabbed a black and white chess piece with one hand, ready to drop at any time, pinching his chin with the other, and frowning.
Sun Yin said to himself: "Cao Changqing, as the first official in the world, the last game of chess in this life, is just that, in the face of such a mediocre hand, he can entangle to a hundred hands."
Fan Changhou was speechless.
The young superintendent sneered: "Do you know a fart, can you see how many moves the sunspot plays, Cao Changqing's opponent is clearly a stinky chess basket that only knows rote memorization, and is probably a figure who can often contact the Western Chu chess players to be edicted, from the early years Li Mi, who was known as the West Chu chess player to call the sky above, to Wang Qingxin, the royal national player who is recognized as only Li Mi to let the first, and then to the Gu who was almost made a son by Wang Qingxin, all the way, it can be said that all the proud hands of the Western Chu chess to be edicted by many national players, was all rigidly set into this game of chess by the life of the black, coincidentally such a hodgepodge of unreasonable play, black and white turned out to be a situation where the victory and defeat were just tied, so it was the intention of Cao Changqing, who was in charge of white.
Otherwise, who in the world dares to take Cao Changqing first-hand Tianyuan, I can't supervise my grandfather, Huang Longshi can't, no one can push back a thousand years, and no one can do it."
Sun Yin looked at Fan Changhou, who nodded slightly.
Sun Yin slapped his forehead and was speechless.
Tai'an City is still shaking.
After every earthquake, Fan Changhou would fall accurately under the command of the young man of Qin Tianjian.
Fan Changhou suddenly raised his head and asked, "It's almost over, why don't you go and say hello?"
The young man turned a deaf ear and muttered, "I still want to live a few more years, and I want to leave this city and go out for a walk." ” Sun Yin's ears were pointy, and after hearing it, he couldn't help but quip: "You kid not only has a bad mouth and is not beaten, but it's actually quite slippery." ” The teenager, who only had the nickname of a small bookcase, sneered: "Boy cat, I don't even bother to talk to you" The boy cat is an inappropriate nickname given to Sun Yin by the teenager.
Tear down the word Sun, live translation of the word Yin.
Fan Changhou disrupted the chess game and said with a smile: "Let's not play this chess, Mr.
Cao's chess strength is high, only the old eunuch and only two people can comment anyway."
As for Mr.
Cao's chess outfits, it's not something we can point fingers at. ” Sun Yin looked straight at the young man who was now not wearing an official uniform but only wearing white, the latter hesitated, glanced out the window, and finally spoke: "There is a lot of Qi in the Yang Zhao room, if it weren't for this, I would have run to complain to the queen's sister."
Looking at the situation, that Cao Changqing still has signs of spreading all his luck into Guangling Dao, it is really boring, I knew it was like this, why bother to return to the country" Sun Yin suddenly shouted angrily with red eyes: "Shut up" Fan Changhou also sighed softly: "Little bookcase, don't talk about it." ” The young man was annoyed and waved away.
Sun Yin squatted there, put his chin on his stacked arms, and said to himself: "Cao Changqing is here to let Liyang know that those who win Guangling will win the world." ” Fan Changhou nodded, "It's a good thing, Guangling Dao will have fewer deaths." ” Sun Yin said with a blank expression: "Feelings are such a thing, naturally they can't be eaten as a meal, but there is no feelings, just like stir-fry without condiments, every meal is white rice and tasteless vegetables, and over time, there is really no chewing."
Some flavors can make you so spicy that your eyes are full of tears, your teeth are so sour that your teeth are chattering, and your liver and gallbladder are so bitter that you want to burst, probably this is your feelings. ” Fan Changhou was silent and began to pack up the chess pieces.
Sun Yin asked, "Why laugh at those who have feelings?"
Fan Changhou thought for a while, "People who are too smart are not happy to have feelings."
People who are too stupid can't have feelings.
So neither of them wants to see this thing. ” Sun Yin grinned, "I should be the former." ” Fan Changhou slowly put the chess pieces back into the chess box and smiled: "I should be the latter." ” Sun Yin's eyes were suddenly as sharp as knives, "Then Huang Longshi" Fan Changhou's face was as usual, and he asked rhetorically: "Then Xu Fengnian" The two looked at each other and smiled.
The point is to stop, the clouds are light and the wind is light.
The heavens shake.
This time the earthquake was particularly intense.
Both people in the room fell to the ground at the same time, and then felt a sense of suffocation.
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Countless dust spilled from the roof beams.
Sun Yin simply lay on the ground in a large font.
Fan Changhou continued to pack up the chess pieces.
Outside Tai'an City, in front of Cao Changqing, the black and white chess box was the last chess piece left.
Wu Jiajian Sword Shrine, Wu Jian and Dongyue Sword Chi Chai Qingshan were never able to break through that distance.
Cao Changqing has always been calm.
Tai'an City has always been shaken again and again.
None of the cavalry outside the city could ride on horseback, how could they charge and fight The archers outside the city have already twitched their arms, and their quivers have no feathered arrows, so how can they rain arrows Chai Qingshan was covered in blood, even if the green clothes didn't deliberately target him again and again.
Wu Jian's palms were already flesh and blood, and white bones could be seen.
Chai Qingshan spit out a mouthful of blood and said with a wry smile: "I have seen Xu Fengnian greet that sword first, and I have seen you Cao Changqing's immobility like a mountain, and this life is almost the same."
Cao Changqing, if you get up and enter the city at this moment, I can't stop it, so I won't be here to block the way. ” Chai Qingshan turned around and walked back to the city gate slowly, his figure slender, showing his old state.
Wu Jian, who was originally standing between Cao Changqing and the city gate, gave way and sighed: "Although the old man still has the power of a sword, he must not be able to stop it, and my Wu family's sword mound is also benevolent to the Central Plains, so it's time to stand by and watch."
After all, if you save the last bit of strength, you may still have some use in the future. ” With Cao Changqing no longer falling.
And the heavens and the earth became silent.
Cao Changqing looked at the other side with a smile.
In the end, the sunspot finally jumped out of the chess box, as if the person holding the black was a little indecided, dangling, just refusing to fall, or not knowing where to fall.
Cao Changqing leaned forward slightly, with two fingers in one hand, and the other hand stretched out a finger, pointed to a certain place on the chessboard, and said softly: "You might as well play here." ” The sunspot really landed in that place.
Cao Changqing put down his hand and smiled without saying a word, as if he had admitted defeat.
More than 200 black and white chess pieces hovered densely in the air.
Cao Changqing closed his eyes.
You win.
But I, Cao Changqing, never felt like I had lost.
This game of chess is what I am most proud of in my life.
The corners of Cao Changqing's mouth curled slightly, and the cuffs of the arm of the cuff waved suddenly.
The chess piece went from south to north, and after entering the city, it rushed straight along the long imperial road, smashing the gate of the imperial city, the gate of the palace city, and the gate of the Wuying Palace.
It wasn't until it smashed the dragon chair that the emperors of Liyang had sat on that the chess piece turned into powder.
Cao Changqing opened his eyes, burst into tears, but without the slightest look of sadness, he slowly stretched out a hand forward.
It was only at this moment that the blood soaked through the old green shirt in an instant.
There was a breeze between heaven and earth.
It blew away the bloody air, and also blew away the wind flow.
Cao Changqing's five fingers began to dissipate, and then his arms, his body.
The black and white pieces also disappeared.
In the end, the green shirt was no longer seen outside Tai'an City.
There is no more Cao Guanzi in the world
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